Music: Benjamin Tod Flippo
Well, men like me probably die alone
With some broken dream on a dusty road
And it may be sad but so is everything that's true
Well if life's a gamble, then I bet the table on a pair of twoβs
And the sun's probably shining in Wyoming
And the moon, she's casting diamonds on a low-lying stream
And when my soul is finally set free
You can burn my body in a prairie breeze
By candlelight, paper and ink,
I wrote my final wish, killinβ a drink
And I thought of you, it happened more times than a few
I stared down a barrel, and I wasn't able to follow through
And the sun's probably shining in Wyoming
And the moon, she's casting diamonds on a low-lying stream
And when my soul is finally set free
You can burn my body in a prairie breeze
And when I'm gone please remember me
For my blue eyes and the songs I'd sing
Forget the bad, I did all that I could do
If I could take it back I would in fact and give it all to you
And the sun's probably shining in Wyoming
And the moon, she's casting diamonds on a low-lying stream
And when my soul is finally set free
You can burn my body in a prairie breeze